
...—Eastern End of Gardom— Kingdom Border...
...—15 December 1238—...
Grrtr.
Grrtr.
BRACKET!
"Damn it!"
"Idiot!"
"Basic Bastard!"
Under the sunlight that had slipped from its peak, several carriages of horse carriages were joined in a caravan that carried people from various walks of life.
As a result of the driver's accident, everyone sitting face to face in the carriage cursed, some of them rose up in annoyance, some others just kept quiet while holding their irritation in their hearts.
The Emperor of Arestia, Ares Aubert, was one of the passengers on board. The facial expression he showed was just flat, not the slightest hint of a smile since the past few days.
For him, who had been riding a horse carriage with a suspension system, felt very uncomfortable. Disappointed with what he decided a few weeks ago.
The driver who sat outside the carriage kept the speed of the carriage, not the least pulling the reins of his horse, although he smiled regretfully, "Ahaha... Sorry, sorry."
Hearing the words of the carriage coachman, the passengers could only endure his irritation, sounding a few tongues coming from their mouths.
Gale—which now sits right next to Ares—so too. His forehead creased, squeezing both of his knees as it had a feeling no different from the other passengers.
Gale glanced at Ares, finding him leaning his head on the quivering carriage of the carriage, slightly amazed by his Master's resilience during the journey with him since the past few days.
"Sir." Gale called out.
"Hm?" timpal Ares, keep his eyes closed even though all five senses are sensitive to the surrounding conditions.
"In a moment we will arrive at the border town of Gardom" Gale replied.
"That's it..." Ares momentarily fell silent, "Ah, right. Inside this carriage, there was one serial killer and two 'black.' guild members.'"
Hearing the extremely soft voice of Ares, Gale momentarily stunned, his eyes wide open in shock.
Not that Gale was a bad intelligence agent, but the two guild members had higher abilities compared to him, be it in disguise or on infiltration missions, although Gale has seen the strange scene that several times the normal-bodied serial killer has been shown.
"Ap—" Will slightly harden his voice, the skin of Gale's hand felt pain from the pinch. Ares's silence caused Gale to close her lips together again.
"Don't be noisy, just relax" Ares chimed in with a wry smile, which to Gale was very indifferent.
"Outhor." Ares targeted the two dark guild members who were sitting not far from him.
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...[.Status]...
Name: Humbrey
Age: 34 Years
Gender : Male
Affiliation: Dark Guild Lagoon, Eye of Truth
Title: Knight of Greed
Statisticians
Weapon Expertise: 99 (+0)
Agility :96 (+0)
Cleverness :35 (+0)
Body :94 (+0)
Leadership :41 (+0)
Loyalty: 100
Moral: 94
Training :82
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...[.Status]...
Name: Velmine
Age: 29 Years
Affiliation: Dark Guild Lagoon, Eye of Truth
Title: Knight of Greed
Statisticians
Weapon Expertise: 89 (+0)
Agility :101 (+0)
Cleverness :49 (+0)
Body :98 (+0)
Leadership :32 (+0)
Loyalty: 100
Moral: 87
Training :83
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A faintly visible sour smile was once again etched. Slightly beyond prediction, Ares had not previously thought that Ullysia would immediately contact her superior, Greed, the eighth-seat Knight of Round.
"Well, Gale," whispered Ares.
"What's up... Mister?" There was discomfort felt at the tone that Gale cast.
Gale knew, while his master was painting a sour face, something unexpected that was even very bad could happen. Steadying his heart, he glanced at the two dark guild members that Ares had just pointed out. However, he did not find any suspicious moves from the two.
"Do you understand what will happen to a small town that will have a meeting of the leaders of a large country in it?" With a similar expression, Ares whispered a little, wanting to know the answer that Gale would give.
"A very strict guard?" Gale softly replied, he knew that the answer to Ares's question was not only that, but the desire in his heart not to answer that.
"Wrong."
His belief was correct, Ares wanted another answer that had occurred to Gale.
"Sabotage." Gale answered quickly very softly.
"Bingo," said Ares, as if he were having fun.
"But..why are you so sure it will happen, sir?" Gale asked in wonder.
"Hm? Should I explain it to you?" Ares glanced at Gale, finding him a curious face that seemed similar to the figure of a cute woman.
Honestly, if you were a woman, I'd attack you right away, Gale.
"If you are pleased... Mister." Looking at Ares who turned his attention to the surroundings, Gale could only describe the confusion.
"If so.. just wait three seconds," replied Ares, one of his hands immediately grasped the grip of Rapier who was now under his cloak.
"Eh?!"
Immediately, the burly man of the serial killer unsheathed his short sword hidden under the cloak.
Now, the extremely sharp eyes of the short sword had touched the skin of the neck of a rich middle-aged man sitting right beside him, the other shoulder had also been restrained by the powerful hand of the serial killer.
"I'm being kind to you, leave this train immediately if you still want to live."
Sweating profusely, the rich middle-aged man who currently had a short sword eye on his neck could only tremble violently. Even so with the people around him who could not withstand the pressure of the aura emanating from the serial killer.
Having the feeling that the carriage he was riding in had been surrounded on all sides from the outside, Ares could only smile wryly, rising up while raising his hands high.
He has guessed. The serial killer has teamed up with a train coachman to sneak into the city, which is now heavily guarded as a civilian passenger.
Followed by Gale and several others, Ares descends from the wooden door that several killers have been at him and are intimidating the passengers of the carriage to get off.
"Master," call Gale down.
"Yes." Yeah." Ares receives the sign Gale gave him when he gets off the train carriage.
His feelings were right, Humbrey and Velmine's gaze kept on him as the two descended, which meant that both of them had understood that he was the Emperor of Arestia.
Do you want to fight me here?
However, his worries proved wrong. Ares and Gale did not get the slightest attack aimed at him. The two simply left, walking down the road to the city where a high-level meeting would take place after the carriages filled with assassins had left.
"Sir." Gale's call made Ares turn to him.
"What's that?" ask Ares.
"Can we... enter the city?" At Gale's question, Ares was momentarily silent, realizing that he had forgotten something very important.
"We can't.." replied Ares, who remained flabbergasted.
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